🥀 ⛲_ * I wish that ignorance of the past came back again * _

When we opened our eyes to our society, we encountered a beautiful ignorance. Our village was deprived of facilities like roads, electricity and telephone but the satisfaction was such that every facility of life was available to us. The most beautiful thing in the universe was love. There was no one else, everyone was their own. All the uncles, aunts and grandparents on Nanyal's side used to be.

All the aunts, uncles, aunts and uncles on the side of Dadial used to be grandparents.
When we got a new consciousness, we found out that they were not our uncles and aunts but people from other communities.
Our elders were very ignorant. If there was only one work, they would all do it together. Those who had oxen would come and cultivate other people's land. There was no need to invite the family for the mowing, but the mowers themselves would send the message that we are coming some day. They were mad, playing drums on the lawn and doing their best as if they were going to get a reward. When someone built a house, they would carry many tons of wood from the forest on their shoulders through difficult paths, then they would put many tons of mud on the roof and in the evening they would return home after enjoying ghee sugar.
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When someone got married, the groom would have applied henna just like the rest of the family would have applied henna because the rest of the ignorant people would have come and started working on their own. He was so crazy that if he befriended someone, he would bathe him like Sassi jumped into a river on a raw pit.
Mak kotai (corn) cleans a grain like a young lady fixes her hair.
How crazy they were to go around with oxen in the scorching sun on wheat as if they were being punished.
If one of them died or went away, everyone would weep with their beards so that they would not be able to identify who died.
Celebrate the happiness of other people's children as if they have their own children.
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They were so ignorant that they did not even know about crimes and cases.
But then time changed. Now it was the time of the new generation. It was the time of the educated and conscious generation who began to understand and explain that we are all human beings. Of course we are all Muslims. But there is a difference between us.

That difference is the difference of community, the difference of tribe, the difference of color.
Now the identity of man was not man, he was a nomad, he was a tribe, then there was a tribe among the tribes.
Now everyone wanted to prove that my status is high and my status is privileged. It was necessary for him to say less and understand the other. Now everyone was destitute and whoever did not join the race became a coward of the times.
Now the house was a little older and bigger, but it will still start to get cramped. The lands that used to be close to each other, whose stomachs were ripped to shreds, whose fragrance was enjoyed, have now become a source of hatred.
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The consciousness that came was now that everyone had access to the Patwari Tehsildar and then from above the system that had to fight each other to fill its stomach.
Hatred had now reached every doorstep. We had lost what we call love. Now the lesson of humanity and Islam was starting to get poisoned. Now even God was angry.
Then the hatred would increase to its end. Man was ready to kill man. Intoxicated with superiority, we had destroyed the peace of home. We had forgotten that the greatest superiority in the universe is moral superiority.
Now our connection with Akhlaq was only that Akhlaq was the name of only two servants of our village but we did not even consider them as Akhlaq and made one Khaki and the other Mana.
Now we were looking for reasons to conquer each other. Then nature did not forgive, it also gave us a chance.
When we failed to conquer each other by carnage, it turned to murder. Now this process is going on continuously. Now we will also be the adornment of newspapers and TV. Now hardly a day goes by when no one from our village stands in the courts.
The FIR has become so much that now we have to find out if there is any person in our village who has not been charged.
Now only a few of these ignorant elders are alive who are alive, they are in a life and death struggle. If one of them dies, the other wants to see his face, but we conscious people are not allowed to do this ignorant act. Give it because it threatens to insult us.
These hatreds divided not only human beings but also water, schools and mosques. Now even God's house is no longer God's house.
Everyone is broken inside, but still stubborn. He wants to promote hatred with hatred. Now the message of love is considered a betrayal of the community tribe. Now dua is also just dua khair. Dua khair has a wonderful meaning. Expressing hatred towards each other, the name of complete boycott has been changed to Dua Khair.
But ...
The question is how long?
Wouldn't it be nice if we could still get rid of all the hatred inside us and eat the bitter pill of praying for others. Then maybe Allah will forgive us and we will come out of this fire of hatred so that no child will be an orphan, no one else's honeymoon, no one else's lap will be empty. So that we can live the precious blessing of life, enjoy the beauty of this universe, create an environment for our future generations to reach the heights of consciousness, action and character so that the beautiful ignorance that has returned Human beings were elevated to a high moral standard ........ And even today, if we try and adhere to the environment of Islamic Da'wah, ego, hatred, jealousy, arrogance and all such evils can become a crime. Are